170: Chapter 170 James Moriarty

In Chu He's livestream, the atmosphere was thrown into a state of tremors sufficient to blow the roof off!

"Case solved..."

Chu He leaned back in his chair, let out a long sigh, and spoke into the microphone in a tone suppressed with shock, "Case solved. The Great Detective didn't come here to fight the Demon God King; he came to deal with the crisis that would follow the Demon God King's death."

Chu He pulled up the screenshot of the hidden ending four, [Pale Prophecy], that he had unlocked in The Count of Monte Cristo's roguelike mode.

On the screen, the globe, completely covered in a ghastly white substance, emitted a despair-inducing, deathly light.

"Everyone, look at this. 'Bleaching.' 'The Descender's Warning.'"

Chu He pointed at the screen, his tone grave, "This bomb that Old Thief Gu buried in the roguelike mode has finally been confirmed today through the words of Sherlock Holmes."

"The Demon God King Goetia, that final boss who was only barely defeated by sacrificing Roman, was actually just an appetizer. He was merely a destroyer on the surface."

"The world's true enemy, that mastermind who even the Counter Force of Earth fears—forcing it to summon the omniscient and omnipotent Sherlock Holmes early for a long investigation—has been lurking in the depths of the void all along."

"It is waiting for us to finish saving humanity, waiting for us to let our guard down."

Chu He took a deep breath and delivered the final conclusion, "In the future after the end of Part 1, a catastrophe ten or a hundred times more terrifying than the Incineration of Humanity is about to descend upon the Blue Star."

Chu He's hardcore deduction, combined with Sherlock Holmes's shocking lines, instantly ignited every major community across the internet!

Tens of thousands of viewers watching the stream had their worldviews shattered by this sudden, ultimate trailer.

"Damn it! Old Thief Gu, have some humanity!"

"The future that the doctor traded his life for is going to be wiped out again?!"

"No wonder the Great Detective kept glitching to stay in the present world! So he had long since sensed the arrival of the aliens!"

"The sense of despair is maxed out! The depth of the plot in FGO is truly bottomless! This is what you call a god-tier foreshadowing!"

Inside the game, seeing PD's expression of utter shock, Sherlock Holmes thoughtfully reached out and patted his shoulder.

"There is no need to be overly alarmed, Master of Chaldea."

The Great Detective put away that chilling gravity and resumed his elegant and composed gentlemanly facade.

"The storms of the future will descend in the future. What we need to solve right now is this thorny case currently unfolding in Shinjuku."

"Of course, concerning this conspiracy that spans the entire Singularity and even affects the future."

Sherlock Holmes took a puff from his pipe, the exhaled blue smoke slowly dissipating in the dim back alley.

In his deep eyes, a rare trace of hesitation and gravity flashed.

"This magical realm known as Shinjuku actually hides a very deadly secret."

The Great Detective paused slightly, his tone becoming as if he were talking to himself, or perhaps performing some complex logical calculation.

Hearing this, PD, whose nerves had just been scrambled by the "Bleaching Crisis," tightened up once again.

"A secret? What secret? Great Detective, don't leave me hanging, hurry up and tell me! We need to prepare in advance!"

Facing the Master's urging, Sherlock Holmes gently shook his head, a faint, apologetic smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"I'm afraid not, Master of Chaldea. Regarding that secret, I have only pieced together a few incomplete fragments so far, and I cannot yet form an impeccable logical chain."

The Great Detective toyed with the pipe in his hand, his eyes returning to absolute reason and stubbornness:

"Since you understand me, you should know my principles. Until the case is thoroughly investigated and all evidence points to the sole truth, I will absolutely not disclose my incomplete deductive process."

Upon hearing this, PD couldn't help but roll his eyes.

The tens of thousands of viewers in the livestream were also amused by the Great Detective's trademark riddle-maker style:

"Here we go, the trademark skill of a Sherlockian—dangling a carrot!"

"Great Detective: I seem to know something, but I'm just not going to say it, hey, just for fun~"

"Old Thief Gu's script trademark: he never shows his hand until the very last moment. He has really mastered the art of suspense."

In the game, Sherlock Holmes's eyes sharpened again. He looked at PD and changed the subject.

"However, although that deeper secret requires time to verify, the true identity of the so-called 'Phantom Demon Alliance' and its leader, who calls himself 'The Professor,' is already obvious."

"You've already determined who he is?" PD immediately pressed.

"A mathematics professor with a pathological obsession with equations, a madman who intends to use the Gun Tower to launch a meteorite and complete a perfect crime."

Sherlock Holmes's eyes flashed with that unique fighting spirit and light one has when encountering a nemesis.

"In this malignant magical realm outside of London, there is only one person capable of orchestrating such a grand and insane script."

The Great Detective enunciated, syllable by syllable, the name that is like a nightmare in the hearts of countless detective novel fans:

"James Moriarty."

Hearing this name, the livestream's chat instantly exploded!

Although everyone had some guesses in their hearts before, hearing it personally from Sherlock Holmes's mouth made the epic sense of a fateful duel skyrocket!

"Case solved! It really is Professor Moriarty!"

"Sherlock Holmes's nemesis for life! No wonder the Great Detective had to step in himself!"

"The ceiling of the detective world versus the Napoleon of crime! Old Thief Gu's crossover is going to kill all the deduction fans with excitement!"

"It is precisely because the mastermind is him that I must be careful at every turn." Sherlock Holmes straightened the collar of his trench coat.

"I know that man's suspicious and cunning nature too well. That is why I borrowed the spirit origin signal of Edmond Dantès to lurk in the shadows as 'The Count.' My goal was to infiltrate their alliance network without alerting him and collect flaws in that web of perfect crimes."

Speaking of this, Sherlock Holmes's tone suddenly sank, and a trace of undisguised annoyance flashed in his eyes.

"It is a pity, however, that I still underestimated his methods."

The Great Detective snorted coldly, "That so-called 'Moriarty of Good,' who claims to have been stripped away, had clearly sensed my existence long ago."

"He watched with his own eyes as that fake Hassan (Yan Qing) kidnapped you, and even deliberately added fuel to the fire. He did this to use you as bait, forcing me, the 'ghost hidden in the shadows,' to reveal myself to save you!"

Hearing this deduction from Sherlock Holmes, PD was stunned.

He recalled that just a moment ago at the abandoned subway station stronghold, the old man not only did not expose the fake Hassan's flaws but even secretly nudged him with his cane from behind, implying that he should go along with the plan and get kidnapped.

At the time, PD thought this was the old man's tactic, wanting him to go deep behind enemy lines to gather intelligence.

Now it seems this was clearly a sinister plot to kill two birds with one stone!

"Damn it! That old man looked so kind and benevolent, and couldn't even remember who he was, yet he could still pull off such a chain of schemes?!"

PD couldn't help but curse out loud.

"Separation of good and evil? Deprivation of memory?"

Sherlock Holmes smiled slightly, "Master of Chaldea, you are too naive. As his nemesis who has fought him for a lifetime, I do not believe this ridiculous rhetoric at all."

Sherlock Holmes's eyes became incomparably cold, as if he had seen through the ultimate evil of human nature.

"James Moriarty is a criminal through and through. In a man like him, there is no such thing as 'good' in his soul. It is not that his 'good' side is weak after being cut away; it is that the guy is composed entirely of pure malice from the bottom of his heart!"

"How could such a villain, whose very soul has been blackened, turn into a righteous old grandpa who wants to save the world just because of a magic surgery?"